Up on the roof, the serenity of the night time draws one to pause at the beauty of some of the stars and imagine the outline of the mountains.
Under a clear evening sky, I see the blinking lights of buildings across the valley. From where I stand, they are faint lights across the distance covered by around two to three towns.
From where I stand, I see myself as a tall and imposing figure ready to take on the evening. I am sure that across the valley, someone else is thinking the same thing. Maybe from where that person stands, I am visible only as something that is big as an ant under the faint light of the moon.